Golden Vines

Introverted Sage

Call in my favours
Why, yes I will.
Gifts from above
Cause me a shrill.
Walked through the desert
And up that hill.
Holy Grail provided me my fill.

⁂

Calling my name
Whisper or yell.
Grown folks said it was voices from hell.
But in my darkness - they decorated my shell.
The Love they gave caused my heart to swell.

⁂

Now I know that it's all true.
There's always someone watching you.
Darkest hours - they helped me pull through.
Shattered to pieces they are my glue.

~Introverted Sage~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2023 00:03
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Comments1

  • LIZ

    Hard times really do make us stronger! IF, we learn the lessons! Very nice!! 🪶

    • Introverted Sage

      Yes indeed! And if we don't learn they repeat until we do!
      Thank you!! 🪶

      • LIZ

        No kidding!!!! So we better learn the first time!! 😬

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